Ya Hemos Pasao!
Celia Gámez
We've Already Passed!
It was in that Madrid of two years ago
Where Prieto and Don Lenin were in charge
It was in that Madrid of filth
Of Largo Caballero and Negrín
It was in that Madrid of militiamen
Of sickles and hammers, and soviet
It was in that Madrid with fists raised high, where they shouted
They won't pass!
The Marxists said
They won't pass!
They shouted in the streets
They won't pass!
It was heard at all hours in squares and alleys
With miserable voices
They won't pass!
We've already passed!
And we're in the Cavas
We've already passed!
With soul and heart
We've already passed!
And we're waiting to see the baton fall from the Governor's office
We've already passed!
This Madrid is now of yoke and arrows
It's smiling, cheerful, and youthful
This Madrid is now with arms raised high
Without signs of weakness, like a new April
This Madrid is now of the Falange
Always dashing and full of songs
To this Madrid that believes in the Dove
Very much of Delicias, and Chamberí
We've already passed!
We say, the facists
We've already passed!
We shout, the rebels
We've already passed!
And we're in the Prado
Looking face to face at Mrs. Cibeles
We've already passed!
They won't pass!; the cruel mockery and challenge
They won't pass!
Posters on the walls
They won't pass!, they shouted on the mic
They screamed in the press and in all the papers
They won't pass!
Ha, ha, ha!
We've already passed!
